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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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MC Chris

DQ Blizzard

 

DQ Blizzard

(album: Apple Tummy - 2009)


Your rapper, he's wack dude, but does he even try?
Can he do what mine do? think you should say buh-bye.

Get up on the mic like a five on a fifty.
Quickly avoid the hickeys from the bucktoothed bitties.
Fake Timberlake just to be by Britney.
Smoke that pipe with Whitney, shoot that blow with Iggy.
L.I.B, N.Y.C. and all places in between,
you could call me a mint cuz I make the green.
I make the scene, I make believe that you all was naked,
so I wouldn't have to fake it, just copy and paste it,
like Adobe Photoshop, Red Foreman in robocop,
I get up on the mic and you know I won't fuckin stop.
It's like the props of Carrot Top, or yellow stains in my socks.
You acting like you hip? You all hepped up on hops!
Yo let's do the body rock, cuz the beat just be so bumpin,
let's get our groove on before our carriage is a pumpkin,
before they outlaw fuckin, not bad for a drunken munchkin.
my name is MC Chris welcome to my lyric luncheon.
Word up, word up, word up, word up and you know, oo-ow-oo-ow-oo-owowowow.

[CHORUS]
Name's MC, my band's the Lee Majors
put us on the bill, and boy ya hit paydirt.
When I'm on the mic, the girlies wanna flizzirt
but I tell 'em chill like a DQ Blizzard help me,
like a DQ Blizzard, D, D, Q Blizzard, help me
like a DQ Blizzard, D, D, Q Blizzard.

Half corn beef and cabbage, half Fred Savage.
the better than average rapper with the have to have it habit.
heir apparents on my carrot like they was Jessica rabbit,
like fake wood paneling on the side of station wagons.
fraggle rock on the box, fruit loops on my chin,
wonderin if I'm ever really gonna fit in,
or be a son of a bitch with a gut and some tits
or a roaming casanova with my dick in a (censored)
I'll be back in a bit, I gotta floss my johnson,
make that cream for the state Wisconsin.
you say all of my shit is complete nonsense,
fuck my cd and the shitty ass contents.
Bullshit, my shit's the bomb.
Siamese twins want manage a trois.
Robot bitches want their backs massaged.
They may not be real but them tits is large.

(damn) word up, word up, word up, word up and you know.

[CHORUS]

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